Let your president enroll in my Honmaru

There are so many gods in Gaotianyuan that they are overwhelmed, because the 800 million gods have fixed things to do, and there are only a few hundred gods at most, so they are naturally too idle to panic.

Every time we gather in Izumo, we always have to come up with some tricks, and the activity of pulling the red line in this world is one of the reserved items every year.

but……

At the moment when the mood that was gradually bombarded by sugar-coated shells became softer, Shiori remembered the behavior of the person in front of him, um, God.

Immediately the whole person became sober.

"Master Ghost Lantern, your words are really direct... and your straightforward way of recruiting people is really full of personal characteristics as always."

After waking up, she... remembered how unreliable those boring gods she had always known were.

The red thread of instant bond is not so attractive.

It’s not a bad thing to have it, just treat it as the New Year’s Eve, give yourself some surprises, there’s nothing wrong with not having it.

As for the gift-giving plot that looks like a greeting, for the assistant officer in hell, it is really a necessary speech technique for the later "reciprocity".

After all, the one in front of him never suffers.

"Knew it."

He stroked his chin, with a face full of regret that he hadn't been fooled, he was so upright.

He didn't feel any embarrassment at all, and he gave his own experience very straightforwardly.

"Actually, when I was on a business trip in this world last year, the king wrote my name on it."

"..."

After this experience, you feel very ordinary, so you just sent it out as a favor?

"Don't talk about it, I always feel that according to your painting style, the whole thing will become very strange."

Shiori clutched her forehead, not wanting to know his follow-up plot.

"Miss Shiori is really suitable for the job here."

He casually brought up his original intention of being covetous at the beginning.

"Actually, because I was working at the time, I didn't care about the weird coincidences at all."

Then he waved his hand again, looking lightly, with the expression of a straight man of steel all over his face.

"Those things were the culprits that hindered my work, so after I found out the truth, I beat up the king."

Ah...it's not unexpected that such a thing will happen.

Shiori nodded, accepting this seemingly rebellious ending very calmly.

"However, it is somewhat useful. Anyway, the Affinity Card is only valid for people in the present world. I will not be in the present world during the New Year this year. Miss Shiori, please don't refuse."

"This time it's really an unconditional free gift."

The tone of the other party is still stable and sincere, with a sincere attitude and sincere eyes.

It was exactly the same as the one Shiori had seen when he cheated.

"It's because you added this sentence that I feel that this matter is not unconditional at all..."

Shiori laughed lightly and complained, but she was not angry, nodded, and gave Fukuzawa Yukichi's name out.

"But thank you anyway, let's talk about some serious business anyway."

Shiori poked the long axis of the intensified fire with her fingers, and looked at the fire that had completely spread to the white fox's fur, and unconsciously raised the corners of her lips.

Escaping with the help of a sudden crack in time and space is equivalent to a flaw in the management of hell, and for Shiori, it is also a task that needs to be firmly remedied.

The two of them first determined the time when the crack appeared. There is a time difference between different worlds, and there are also completely different conversion methods between this world and hell.

conclusions drawn after calculations.

"That is to say, before and after the re-election of the king, the two spaces began to become unstable, and in the thick fog of Shibusawa Tatsuhiko a few days ago, where the fox who was the king of the previous generation appeared, also appeared for unknown reasons. cracks..."

The days when the cracks began to appear were all related to the slate, and the places where they appeared happened to be near Yokohama.

"I have heard such rumors."

She was silent for a moment, and followed up the clues she knew.

After all, in the entire Yokohama, there is only one thing that is detached from the world and enough to cause spatial fluctuations.

"It is said that in Yokohama, there is a book that can change reality and make all wishes come true."

"It sounds a bit miraculous. It is rare to have treasures with such abilities in the present world."

The ghosts and gods who talked with interest while calmly held the tea bowl.

"Of course it's best to keep the possible variables in your hands."

After all, they are ghosts and gods that existed in ancient times. Although their qualifications in hell are relatively low, they have seen countless good things, and they are still calm and breezy now.

It's just that his collection addiction as a dead house makes his suggestion a little more difficult to practice.

"The current big world is originally composed of multiple worlds, and it is not particularly stable."

He made a point, and the poem was clear.

"The slate and the book are probably the cornerstones supporting the formation of the small world. There should be no need to worry about the slate for the time being."

Shiori thought of Shi Banjing, who she had met with a few times, and guessed that the other party directly approached her to take over the business at the moment, probably because the comprehensive world could not gather the number of supporters, which would easily cause cracks.

Anyway, their family's physique has always been like this. Things related to world peace will always hit them inexplicably, and they are used to it.

"Current affairs probably transferred me here for this reason. Combined with what's happening now, that's roughly what happened."

Shiori sighed and looked at the sky outside the window.

"I also have some clues on the [book] side. In short, as long as you keep a close eye on the fox in your hand, the cracks in a large area will probably not appear again."

In short, this is a small trouble she accidentally caused because she wanted to vent her anger, so she also needs to be responsible for the follow-up work.

"no problem."

Naturally, Ghost Lamp has no objection. Compared with Shiori who still needs to find a way to inquire about [the book], what he is doing is almost his own job, so he naturally nods happily.

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back? As a treat, how about having dinner together today?"

After talking about the business in a few words, she showed a soft smile.

Then, Shiori, who had learned to be bad, happily returned the favor she owed just now with a meal.

At the same time, because there are still guests at the dinner table, it blocks the curiosity and doubts of the swordsmen in their own Honmaru.

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"Then, thank you for your hospitality."

Because he was told not to be polite, the upright ghost who really didn't show politeness with Shiori, and the ghost lamp, which casually showed the otaku attribute, returned to a serious look before leaving.

To be honest, if it weren't for her bad relationship with the workaholic, Mr. Ghost Lantern's appearance would be quite cute compared to when he was working.

"Yes, good luck."

"Ah, Miss Shiori, let me remind you."

"Yes?"

"Don't forget the two worlds, the time difference."

After sending the ghost lamp away, the days returned to a peaceful state.

Dr. Inoue, who has not been open for a long time, finally seized the last day of work before the New Year's holiday. On a whim, he wanted to have a beginning and an end, so he wandered around.

Putting on the long-lost white coat, Shiori felt a little real.

Opening the door of the inventory warehouse, the familiar smell of disinfectant did not attract her attention.

It's just that the locks that seem to be picked very skillfully and the bandages that are obviously missing make Shiori even have her own clinic, which is the real feeling of being downstairs in the detective agency.

Osamu Dazai always has many strange reasons to impress others.

Obviously according to the current friendship between them, Shiori would not be stingy with a few rolls of bandages...

She habitually pulled out the invoice from the drawer and issued an invoice.

Only then did I realize that the requisition in my hand had become a thick pile, and I really wanted to work with the lady in the coffee shop downstairs to calculate together how much Dazai owed them.

She closed the drawer, and just casually glanced at the thickness of the bill. Shiori didn't find several other bills written by Yaken mixed under the bill she wrote.

The corresponding object is not Osamu Dazai himself.

Shiori went upstairs with the bento box in her arms, and before she opened the door, she heard chaotic and noisy sounds inside the door.

"Hehehe, Kunikida-kun, come quickly, look quickly, the ground is full of smoke, and there are pink elephants dancing in the eastern sky, oh, I saw a beautiful young lady..."

Just following the voices of those beautiful young ladies in his mouth, Shiori pushed open the door of the detective agency, holding a mushroom that looked poisonous in his hand, with an expression that seemed to have lost his mind, jumping around like a crab .

……

how to say?As expected of you.

It is easy to do things that others can't do at all.

Shiori, who was still a little bit awkward in her heart, saw this scene like a comedy, and instantly lost all anger.

"Miss Shiori!! You came just in time..."

Nakajima Atsushi looked at him, as if seeing a savior, with tears in his eyes, inexplicably very pitiful.

"So, this is..."

"Mr. Dazai...actually, he already knew it from the current situation, because he mistook the type of poisonous mushroom and fell into a hallucination state."

"I can see it. I think the person who wants to die now is not him, but Kunikida-kun."

"Oh, country~ki~tian~jun~"

Osamu Dazai, who seemed to be irrational, called his partner's name in a rhythmic tone.

"Want to take a bite? The beauty goddess Izan is inviting me to be a guest, the scenery of Huangquan Hirazaka—"

The goddess of beauty Izanara is indeed beautiful, but the scenery of Huangquan Hirazaka really does not conform to the aesthetics of normal people.Shiori complained from the bottom of her heart.

"Dazai!!!"

The young man in glasses couldn't take it anymore and broke the pen in his hand.

The wound I was trained by the president a few days ago is still aching, and now I encounter the scene of my partner dying every day, and my anger is full in an instant.

Shiori stepped forward and wanted to politely fight, but she didn't know if it was a coincidence, the pen that Kunikida Topopo broke off rolled down at her feet.

When lifting the foot, the sole of the foot just slipped, and the center of gravity of the whole person leaned back.

Basically, she would never make such a low-level mistake, and Shiori suddenly thought of the meaningful message that Ghost Lamp left.

She controlled it, turned her head and looked back, and as expected, she saw Fukuzawa Yukichi who was probably coming out of the president's room to pour tea.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

This is the ability of the Affinity card?

This is an opportunity created by which garbage god, such an ancient meme, I seriously want to give a bad review!

The author has something to say: Affiliate card achievements: 1. Suddenly wanted to go to work 2. Discovered that the warehouse was stolen 3. The soles of the feet slipped

Summary: Spam bad reviews!

There will be a few reliable ones later, but let's look at it first-error demonstration.

The Kannazuki Izumo gathering is held in October of the Japanese lunar calendar, and it is usually in November now. The private setting here has been delayed by one month.